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Chapter 2153 - 2152: Turning Back Into an Embrace
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Chapter 2153: Chapter 2152: Turning Back Into an Embrace

"The day before yesterday."

Su Han tilted his head, looked at Ren Qinghuan, and smiled, "I came back the day before yesterday, you came out of seclusion the day before yesterday, and you say it’s not because of me?"

"Just a coincidence." Ren Qinghuan averted her gaze.

She dared not meet Su Han’s eyes.

This was the first man she had been unable to look directly at from birth until now.

As if if they locked gazes, Ren Qinghuan would fall into those starry sky-deep eyes, unable to extricate herself.

"Truly a coincidence?"

Su Han teased, "Then why did I hear from a Heavenly Mountain Pavilion disciple that you only came out after you heard I was back?"

"Which disciple?"

Ren Qinghuan snorted coldly, "Tell me, I promise not to beat him to death."

"Then I can’t tell you. With such a domineering Pavilion Master, people wouldn’t dare to speak up, would they?" Su Han chuckled.

"When are you leaving?" Ren Qinghuan glanced at Su Han again.

"Leave?"

Su Han pretended to think for a moment and said, "Do you mean leaving from where? From Phoenix Star or... from Heavenly Mountain Pavilion?"

"Aren’t you taking the Phoenix Sect people to Three Emperor Mountain?" Ren Qinghuan said.

"Indeed!"

Su Han blinked, "There are fifty thousand spots. Do you want to join?"

"No, I’m not part of Phoenix Sect."

"Three Emperor Mountain, the Land of Creation; it’s a place that can enhance your cultivation base. Are you sure you don’t want to come?"

"No."

"Alright then..."

Su Han clicked his tongue and sighed, "You see, I’m just worried that your cultivation base will improve too slowly, your lifespan won’t increase much, and what if I live for a million or so years while you can only live for three or four hundred thousand years? What then?"

Upon hearing this, Ren Qinghuan’s bright eyes flickered as she stared at Su Han, "How long I live, what’s that got to do with you?"

"Of course, it matters!"

Su Han’s expression suddenly turned serious, "What if you pass away early? How would I continue to admire such a beautiful view?"

"Get lost!"

Ren Qinghuan secretly clenched her delicate fists, gritting her teeth in hatred.

She knew that Su Han couldn’t utter anything good.

To expect Su Han to say something she wanted to hear, she might as well forget.

"Why are you cursing? I’m just speaking truth!" Su Han widened his eyes.

"Drink your tea!" Ren Qinghuan huffed.

Su Han looked helpless, picked up the teacup, and took a sip, tasting nothing.

...

In the time that followed, the two sat there quietly, occasionally picking up their teacups for a sip.

Not many words were spoken, yet neither felt awkward; it seemed they could go on like that forever, and it was a pleasant time.

Every once in a while, Ren Qinghuan would pick up the teapot and fill Su Han’s cup, though her own cup continually held the same tea.

She appeared like a considerate wife, no longer exuding that cold and frosty aura, doing what she loved for the man she cherished.

Time slowly slipped by.

Unknowingly, it reached noon.

Su Han blocked his teacup, preventing Ren Qinghuan from adding more water.

Ren Qinghuan paused, looking up calmly, "Are you leaving now?"

"No."

Su Han shook his head, "It’s noon, time to eat."

Upon hearing this, Ren Qinghuan was momentarily stunned, the corners of her beautiful lips lifted softly.

A hint of a smile, a hint of blossoming beauty, so breathtaking it enthralled anyone.

"I want to eat your cooking."

Su Han gazed at Ren Qinghuan’s face, softly said, "Just like last time, delicious dishes."

Ren Qinghuan pressed her lips together but said nothing, standing up and walking out of the room step by step.

Before long, she returned carrying some ingredients: meat and vegetables.

Su Han watched her quietly, as she removed the vegetable roots and sliced the meat into thin strips.

The room filled with the steaming aroma of food.

Eight dishes, not the most extravagant, yet colorful and fragrant, made Su Han’s mouth water.

Ren Qinghuan didn’t partake but simply sat at the table watching Su Han gobble down the food.

As time passed, she seemed dazed...

The slender figure, long hair falling over her shoulders, the sharply defined face, the delicate demeanor...

They etched deeply into Ren Qinghuan’s heart, impossible to erase.

She couldn’t believe she had fallen for someone who was once a disciple of Heavenly Mountain Pavilion.

She couldn’t believe the guy who had flirted with her, yet never incited any disgust, could become the man she couldn’t forget.

She couldn’t believe there would come a day when she’d clean vegetables and cook meals because of a man’s words.

"What’s happening to me?"

Sometimes, Ren Qinghuan would ask herself this.

The answer was never found.

...

This meal, Su Han enjoyed heartily, lasting several hours.

The eight dishes were devoured entirely, leaving only clean plates.

Throughout this, Ren Qinghuan sat still, not uttering a word, just watching quietly.

Until Su Han completely finished eating, a faint sense of loss suddenly arose in Ren Qinghuan’s heart.

She knew...

Once he finished eating, Su Han would leave again.

Every meeting was always so short.

She was willing to stop retreating, stop cultivating, simply to sit with the man in front of her every day, every moment, cooking his favorite dishes.

Yet, that was impossible.

Su Han had too much to do, leading tens of billions in the Phoenix Sect was waiting for him.

Life had no end...

As long as Su Han hadn’t reached the peak of cultivation, and the Phoenix Sect hadn’t become the pinnacle of the entire Milky Way Galaxy, Ren Qinghuan knew, Su Han’s steps would never halt.

A peaceful time like this moment would never be forever.

"Are you leaving?"

Seeing Su Han finish eating, Ren Qinghuan couldn’t hold back and asked.

Su Han paused slightly, looked up, "From the moment I entered until now, you’ve asked me twice already. You want me to leave so much?"

"No, I just..."

Ren Qinghuan reflexively wanted to speak, but at this moment suddenly remembered something, her pretty face blushing instantly.

A moment later, she regained that cool demeanor, saying, "I just think you have so much to do and wouldn’t stay here for long."

"But if tonight I want to stay, would you drive me away?" Su Han fixed his gaze on Ren Qinghuan’s eyes.

Ren Qinghuan was startled, then fell silent.

Tonight, not leaving?

If not leaving, then staying here... for what?

She was slightly nervous, not knowing how to reply.

"I’m just joking."

Su Han sighed inwardly, stood up, and slowly walked outside.

Ren Qinghuan also rose silently, trailing behind Su Han with her head down.

Suddenly, Su Han turned around.

Ren Qinghuan hadn’t noticed, directly bumping into Su Han’s embrace.

In that instant, her body immediately tensed up!

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